RECAP
Well well well, it looks as though magiker's whip cracking, blank firing, and overall verbal abuse of our u21 team paid off with the US getting the victory by 10, 99-89 in the presiding place of the Great Sphinx. The Egyptians tried something new for the game today, all marching onto the court with elegant turbans furled round-about their noggins. US on the other hand were completely normal, except for D. Huston who wore his over sized B.J. Rajah jersey in honor of the Pack. Magiker stepped up his threats this week, instead making his trademark slit throat motion, he simply patted his shoulder holster under his sport-coat, thus making his point very clear "Win, or die if you don't try". He also used his Glock to his advantage when doing the customary pregame hand shakes. When he paused at Egypt's coach, he inconspicuously opened his jacket flap revealing the 9mil, then sneered ''Lose, or die winning", followed by the often heard, but never duplicated "Evil Laugh". PF D. Huston(16.0 rating) also a huge Clay Matthews fan, and driven by the evil one on the sidelines. Happily hacked, smashed, tripped,and maimed every turban clad dude on the court, until he fouled out of course. Funny thing was, Magiker was wearing a turban to, strange I'll have question him on that. The US had an awesome balanced scoring attack with 6 players in double figures. So after the game I caught up with Mag in the locker room.
Me: So what was up with the turban, dude??
Mag: I was an awesome plan I devised, as soon as they came on to the court and I saw the turbans I told that sorry assed Jon Laurent to give me his towel, he did(or else), so I turned it inside-out to hide the Gatorade symbol a little showed through but what the heck.
Me : So what exactly was the purpose of this,??
Mag: Can't you see two inches in front of your face you stupid wrinkle ass bitch, it was to fool them. I got five steals that didn't show up in the stats. I would stand on the sideline knowing that Egyptians can only focus on one object, they automatically saw my turban, passed me the ball, and I lobbed it from half court to Crum who threw it down. Now can you understand that dumb-ass.??
Me: Sir I take offense to your references of me.
Mag: *Starts to slide his hand under his jacket* "Then go jump in a fucking lake".
Me: Yes sir. Right away sir.
Mag: *Evil Laugh* ''Thats much better.
As I walk out the door I see Jon laurent and tell him that I'm heading for the lake and ask him If he wants to join me, he agrees and as we walk out the door Mag shoot us both in the back and drags us out on to the street. We're both in intensive care units right now feeling much better, although that laugh still haunts me at night.
***NOTES***
Apparently Egypt's coach was pretty pissed, as he's forcing his team to wander in the wilderness for 40 years(not many will get this).